Next Door Neighbors by Pat Sandy for September 16, 2023

Start again from scratch.

First, the cat tore it to shreds… then, the dog ate those shreds. Happens every day.

Well, maybe, you shouldn’t leave your door opened!

He looks exhausted. From all that editing, I guess.

I remember having to put my book reports in a folder with my name on it in various grades at school. I think the folders cost anywhere from 5-15 cents. The poor teachers had to lug those things home to score them, but I suppose it was better than trying to keep stapled or paper clipped reports from 20 or 30 kids wrangled.

That was a, ahem, “catty” remark…

I had a Siamese cat that would jam up the keys on my manual typewriter while trying to type. Eventually, I could afford an unjammable IBM Selectric. I was curious to see what he would do with it.

I was disappointed. His work was formulaic, cat-centric and the hero was always a clever Siamese. :)

Cat editors are the worst. “Scratch that… scratch this too…don’t knead that…”

Orange cats are rather saucy!

At least he didn’t eat it .. the dog, on the other hand …